Letter 2 Dizzee Lyrics
| Song | Letter 2 Dizzee |
| Artist | Wiley |
| Album | Playtime Is Over |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Cowie, Most Wanted, Wiley | |
| Hello... Most | |
| Wanted Productions... | |
| Eskiboy... | |
| Playtime is over... | |
| I remember | |
| O one december | |
| Me and you shopping | |
| Overtags popping | |
| Remember the baby name's we were rockin | |
| Had that early | |
| Since the last time | |
| I saw you | |
| No rest, Work, | |
| No stopping | |
| Ready to drop my album when's yours dropping | |
| On the New | |
| Label I make music not cause | |
| I'm willing cause | |
| I'm able Hey | |
| Dyl What's going on brother | |
| I've got to a stage where | |
| I wouldn't ever judge no other | |
| No race, No creed, no human, | |
| No colour | |
| And nothing ain't changed except | |
| I'm the best now | |
| It don't matter | |
| I'm still your big brother | |
| I don't hold the line leave that with the runner | |
| I support | |
| Spurs not the | |
| Gunners Gonna be the best for the next ten summers | |
| The best of ten athlete runners | |
| And far from blast you | |
| I tell you | |
| Dyl it was hard to back you | |
| I still done it | |
| Overground, | |
| Underground | |
| I still run it | |
| Number one grime | |
| I still run it | |
| We ain't in beef so pick up the phone and ring me | |
| I'm still rollin | |
| Still wear my own garms | |
| Still showing the roadman | |
| Blue jeans listening to rips of | |
| Logan's show | |
| In the whips that ride by | |
| I'm like spark some | |
| Ky I just fly by | |
| Not in a white ride at night time on a black bag in the | |
| Day time when the markets on | |
| Park your car wrong place car is gone | |
| I broke the high jump record now the bar is gone | |
| The present is here and the past is gone | |
| I'm a master | |
| Get me Sometimes | |
| I'm just rollin | |
| And I think back to all the raves that we did, | |
| All the shows we did all the radio | |
| We'd made up a lot of ground trust me | |
| Listen... | |
| As Day turns to night and night turns to day | |
| I feel more and more like moving away | |
| But then I remember who | |
| I am 'Legend' | |
| Can't stop rolling round town | |
| I'm stuck | |
| In the manor like venom in a snake | |
| I'm ahead a running snake | |
| When they snack there's no venom | |
| Still get missed calls on my phone | |
| So many fam | |
| I can't bell em all back | |
| I'm ahead of all that | |
| All them golden tacks wanna go worldwide | |
| Back to new rides | |
| Hype's alright but | |
| I'm nearly twenty nine | |
| When I reach thirty | |
| I've gotta be nice | |
| Make dough everyday for the rest of my life | |
| Big money up | |
| I didn't roll no dice | |
| I'll take control of my life | |
| Won't draw no gun, | |
| I won't draw no knife | |
| I'm letting go of all of that | |
| Growing up | |
| Eskiboy |
| zuo ci : Cowie, Most Wanted, Wiley | |
| Hello... Most | |
| Wanted Productions... | |
| Eskiboy... | |
| Playtime is over... | |
| I remember | |
| O one december | |
| Me and you shopping | |
| Overtags popping | |
| Remember the baby name' s we were rockin | |
| Had that early | |
| Since the last time | |
| I saw you | |
| No rest, Work, | |
| No stopping | |
| Ready to drop my album when' s yours dropping | |
| On the New | |
| Label I make music not cause | |
| I' m willing cause | |
| I' m able Hey | |
| Dyl What' s going on brother | |
| I' ve got to a stage where | |
| I wouldn' t ever judge no other | |
| No race, No creed, no human, | |
| No colour | |
| And nothing ain' t changed except | |
| I' m the best now | |
| It don' t matter | |
| I' m still your big brother | |
| I don' t hold the line leave that with the runner | |
| I support | |
| Spurs not the | |
| Gunners Gonna be the best for the next ten summers | |
| The best of ten athlete runners | |
| And far from blast you | |
| I tell you | |
| Dyl it was hard to back you | |
| I still done it | |
| Overground, | |
| Underground | |
| I still run it | |
| Number one grime | |
| I still run it | |
| We ain' t in beef so pick up the phone and ring me | |
| I' m still rollin | |
| Still wear my own garms | |
| Still showing the roadman | |
| Blue jeans listening to rips of | |
| Logan' s show | |
| In the whips that ride by | |
| I' m like spark some | |
| Ky I just fly by | |
| Not in a white ride at night time on a black bag in the | |
| Day time when the markets on | |
| Park your car wrong place car is gone | |
| I broke the high jump record now the bar is gone | |
| The present is here and the past is gone | |
| I' m a master | |
| Get me Sometimes | |
| I' m just rollin | |
| And I think back to all the raves that we did, | |
| All the shows we did all the radio | |
| We' d made up a lot of ground trust me | |
| Listen... | |
| As Day turns to night and night turns to day | |
| I feel more and more like moving away | |
| But then I remember who | |
| I am ' Legend' | |
| Can' t stop rolling round town | |
| I' m stuck | |
| In the manor like venom in a snake | |
| I' m ahead a running snake | |
| When they snack there' s no venom | |
| Still get missed calls on my phone | |
| So many fam | |
| I can' t bell em all back | |
| I' m ahead of all that | |
| All them golden tacks wanna go worldwide | |
| Back to new rides | |
| Hype' s alright but | |
| I' m nearly twenty nine | |
| When I reach thirty | |
| I' ve gotta be nice | |
| Make dough everyday for the rest of my life | |
| Big money up | |
| I didn' t roll no dice | |
| I' ll take control of my life | |
| Won' t draw no gun, | |
| I won' t draw no knife | |
| I' m letting go of all of that | |
| Growing up | |
| Eskiboy |
| zuò cí : Cowie, Most Wanted, Wiley | |
| Hello... Most | |
| Wanted Productions... | |
| Eskiboy... | |
| Playtime is over... | |
| I remember | |
| O one december | |
| Me and you shopping | |
| Overtags popping | |
| Remember the baby name' s we were rockin | |
| Had that early | |
| Since the last time | |
| I saw you | |
| No rest, Work, | |
| No stopping | |
| Ready to drop my album when' s yours dropping | |
| On the New | |
| Label I make music not cause | |
| I' m willing cause | |
| I' m able Hey | |
| Dyl What' s going on brother | |
| I' ve got to a stage where | |
| I wouldn' t ever judge no other | |
| No race, No creed, no human, | |
| No colour | |
| And nothing ain' t changed except | |
| I' m the best now | |
| It don' t matter | |
| I' m still your big brother | |
| I don' t hold the line leave that with the runner | |
| I support | |
| Spurs not the | |
| Gunners Gonna be the best for the next ten summers | |
| The best of ten athlete runners | |
| And far from blast you | |
| I tell you | |
| Dyl it was hard to back you | |
| I still done it | |
| Overground, | |
| Underground | |
| I still run it | |
| Number one grime | |
| I still run it | |
| We ain' t in beef so pick up the phone and ring me | |
| I' m still rollin | |
| Still wear my own garms | |
| Still showing the roadman | |
| Blue jeans listening to rips of | |
| Logan' s show | |
| In the whips that ride by | |
| I' m like spark some | |
| Ky I just fly by | |
| Not in a white ride at night time on a black bag in the | |
| Day time when the markets on | |
| Park your car wrong place car is gone | |
| I broke the high jump record now the bar is gone | |
| The present is here and the past is gone | |
| I' m a master | |
| Get me Sometimes | |
| I' m just rollin | |
| And I think back to all the raves that we did, | |
| All the shows we did all the radio | |
| We' d made up a lot of ground trust me | |
| Listen... | |
| As Day turns to night and night turns to day | |
| I feel more and more like moving away | |
| But then I remember who | |
| I am ' Legend' | |
| Can' t stop rolling round town | |
| I' m stuck | |
| In the manor like venom in a snake | |
| I' m ahead a running snake | |
| When they snack there' s no venom | |
| Still get missed calls on my phone | |
| So many fam | |
| I can' t bell em all back | |
| I' m ahead of all that | |
| All them golden tacks wanna go worldwide | |
| Back to new rides | |
| Hype' s alright but | |
| I' m nearly twenty nine | |
| When I reach thirty | |
| I' ve gotta be nice | |
| Make dough everyday for the rest of my life | |
| Big money up | |
| I didn' t roll no dice | |
| I' ll take control of my life | |
| Won' t draw no gun, | |
| I won' t draw no knife | |
| I' m letting go of all of that | |
| Growing up | |
| Eskiboy |
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